Living is easy with your eyes closed
Misunderstanding everything you see
In my mind you & I were perfectly posed
To become the perfect we
The possibility is everlasting
Therefore I won't kill the thought
But time is steady passing
And I feel fraught
As I glance at you periodically
Your smile deteriorates my soul
I'm struck by your beauty
I feel I'm losing control
It's inevitable that we are separated by whomsoever
Yet we connect with blithe as we lye in these strawberry fields forever!
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